Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine," like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know."
"The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance."
"There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago."
"Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year.
" She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome."
"I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife."
"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."
"When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still."
"Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock."
"He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again."
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Come meet the family . . . all 69 members who live in the SAME street
By Lizzie Smith at MailOnline.com
Last updated at 1:36 PM on 08th January 2009
In streets across Britain many people don't even know their neighbour's names.
But that certainly isn't a problem in Cotswold Gardens, Gateshead.
This small street is home to 69 members of the same family, ranging in age from four weeks to 76 years.
The Hall family have come to dominate the road since 76-year-old matriach Catherine settled there in 1958.
Mrs Hall had eight children, who went on to give her 35 grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. Six of her children and their families now dwell in the street, along with three uncles and a mother-in-law.
The Hall clan occupy more than 15 houses. But despite their dominance the unrelated neighbours don't feel left out - as they think the street should be renamed Hall Gardens.
When friends used to ask Mrs Hall why her brood was so big she would say television hadn't been invented back in her day. She passed away last month.
Now, in her honour, the family have vowed to stick together on the street - just as she would have wanted.
Daughter Marganne, 42, said: 'It was my mum and dad who held the whole family together. They taught us family was the most important thing, so we just didn't want to move away. Now I don't think we ever will.
'Special occasions are just mad really. It's like Central Station. If it's someone's birthday everyone just turns up at their house. And it's the same if someone is ill, we all go round to see if they need anything.
'We only try to buy presents for the children because otherwise it would cost us an absolute fortune, but we still manage the occasional gift.
'We're just an exceptionally close family. We love being around each other and helping each other out when someone needs it.'
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Last updated at 1:36 PM on 08th January 2009
In streets across Britain many people don't even know their neighbour's names.
But that certainly isn't a problem in Cotswold Gardens, Gateshead.
This small street is home to 69 members of the same family, ranging in age from four weeks to 76 years.
The Hall family have come to dominate the road since 76-year-old matriach Catherine settled there in 1958.
Mrs Hall had eight children, who went on to give her 35 grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. Six of her children and their families now dwell in the street, along with three uncles and a mother-in-law.
The Hall clan occupy more than 15 houses. But despite their dominance the unrelated neighbours don't feel left out - as they think the street should be renamed Hall Gardens.
When friends used to ask Mrs Hall why her brood was so big she would say television hadn't been invented back in her day. She passed away last month.
Now, in her honour, the family have vowed to stick together on the street - just as she would have wanted.
Daughter Marganne, 42, said: 'It was my mum and dad who held the whole family together. They taught us family was the most important thing, so we just didn't want to move away. Now I don't think we ever will.
'Special occasions are just mad really. It's like Central Station. If it's someone's birthday everyone just turns up at their house. And it's the same if someone is ill, we all go round to see if they need anything.
'We only try to buy presents for the children because otherwise it would cost us an absolute fortune, but we still manage the occasional gift.
'We're just an exceptionally close family. We love being around each other and helping each other out when someone needs it.'
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